annara sumanara (min-hyuk x y/n)

1.

(A/N this is from six years later)

I zipped up the new black dress and twirled in front of the mirror, smiling.
I did look decent.

"Are you ready babe?" Eun-woo called out from the other side of the door

"Almost, give me one second." I replied, opening the drawer under the dresser to look for my necklace. I moved the cotton swabs aside and stopped dead in my tracks.

The hat... his hat. There it lay collecting dust. Memories of his voice and his smile started flooding in when I sharply shut the door.

No. He's gone and I have stopped looking. I have moved on with my life, I have a boyfriend and I am happy.

I stepped out, to see him standing in a sharp suit, his hair swept across his head a pretty bouquet of flowers in his hand.

He caught my eye and gasped, "Oh my god, you look stunning y/n! Isn't this the dress I bought for you last week?"

I nodded my head, blushing at the compliment. "Yahh Eun-woo, we better get moving, we'll be late."

He handed my the bouquet and held out his hand, taking the lead.

It was our two year anniversary and we were visiting a very well known restaurant with performers and singers on stage to entertain the guests while they ate.

I moved to Seoul three and a half years after... after that happened. I couldn't stand to live at Yongma anymore.

Then I met Cha Eun, and he helped me heal. He was a little possessive and got angry easily but he treated me with care. And I was genuinely happy those two years with him.

He held my hand in the car and pulled me towards him, brushing my hair out of the way and softly kissing me.

His kisses began to trail down to my neck as he bit and sucked the flesh there.

I whimpered, and tried to stop him.

"Cha eun the driver..."

He looked up at me with a smirk and whispered in my ear, "Do you think I care y/n? Everyone should know you're mine."

My face turned beet red as he continued kissing my neck.

(mini time skip)

Getting out of the car I caught my reflecting in the mirror and saw a bright red mark on my neck.

I hit my boyfriend on the arm as I showed him the mark.

"Cha Eun-Woo! I have a hickey prominent as fuck. What am I gonna do..."

He smiled once again and tipped my chin to face him. He was gazing into my eyes and kissed my forehead. Then draping an arm around my shoulder, he repeated.

"Do you think I care y/n? Everyone should know you're mine."

Blushing uncontrollably I hit his arm but barely made a dent on his six foot frame.

The restaurant was huge and extremely fancy, poison ivy hanging from window sills and long decorated corridors.

We walked past a few doors with name plates on them, probably the performers' dressing rooms.

"Yah Cha Eun isn't this place expensive?" I asked sheepishly

"Hm? I don't remember asking you to pay, love?"

"Aah you know what I mean, I don't want y-"

I was cut off by a man's voice calling my name.

"Y/n. Do you... believe in magic?"